Turning 25

Gang

It's G Herbo

I'm in New York right now man

My birthday at midnight

Nigga about to be 25

Shit really feel like a century

It's just a quarter century

This a little freestyle though I'm about to just

Just before I get up outta here

Now a nigga rich

All the fans see a nigga lit (you know that)

Remember days I was finna quit

Lonely nights on the zip (on the zip)

Wartime hopping in the whip

On the block with it on my hip (got it)

Can't lie, I wasn't innocent (I wasn't innocent)

No, I can't lie I wasn't innocent

Made it far, I stayed listening

Lil' nigga with discipline

Them bullets went whistling

You gotta know how them trenches get

This bitch got a big old 50 clip

Mask and I got my pistol gripped

Yeah, I still pop out dolo

'Cause niggas be on pussy shit

Might be kids on the hit

Grow up they key witnesses

Ain't 'posed to be no witnesses

But we ain't harming no women, kids

'Less them hoes with the shit

Ain't say we won't kill a bitch

Snub seven give them six

Just 11 in this SIG and I'ma do my shit with it

Way before G Herbo it was Herbie G (aye)

Before the Glock's, the pro mags had 33

Before the drip, the blockheads had dirty sneaks (Essex)

Before the grave, the main opps had surgery (pussies)

Before the streets love me

Say they can't wait to murder me (they can't wait to murder me)

But ain't no fucking murkin' me

We give out first degree

My first video on the eight was with Merk Star TV

We was dropping shit back to back

All in that black minivan that was MACs

Ain't in that V no more got a 'Lac

Glizzy I got on my lap 'bout a rack

Still'll go back like I live in the 'Raq

Feds gon' rewind what they hear my raps

I'd rather die before I chill with that rat

Really was in it and they knowing that (fuck nigga)

Free Oowop and Sinny they ain't going back

Wish I could pour some more fours back

Wish I could bring all my bros back

Wish I was in that old trap (up top)

Me and Cap dozing off in the back

Wish I could trade this all back

What the fuck kinda offer is that?

Having fun in the sun but I could stand the rain

Son, don't pick up that gun, if you can't stand the flame

Way before this fame shit, I already had a name

We was yelling gang shit way before you had a gang

MLK I had a dream, I almost fed my gang

Realized when I woke up, I already fed my gang

Boy, I ain't got shit to prove, I already did my thing

When they come 'round I remember, I can't blend with lames

Yeah

Real rap

That's no bap

Live in effect

I'm in here with my niggas

It's gon' stay that way